Split Second 10/30/2014
Flicker flicker little flame
Burning hot and burning bright
All through the day
And all through the night.
How many nightmares did you know?
And how many horrors
Have you seen?
In between cedar and elm
The dead, dying,
And blind.
We head around the corner
And out into the open
Where everyone can see
Vulnerable, immobile
Imperfect and dumb.
Offered up
As a blemished sacrifice
To be punctured and burned
In a few seconds of madness.
Nothing makes sense
And nothing seems certain
Until it comes down to money
And power.
What kind of secrets do we know?
And how far are we
From knowing?
Or understanding?
People play at friends
And people play at enemies
Some fake
And some real.
And no matter what you do
Or how careful, and alert
life happens
Both the good and the horrible.
So much that I thought
Turned out to be wrong
And so much that I feared
Turned out to be nothing.
We stand
Mouths wide open
And yet we remain
Motionless and indecisive
Too afraid to live,
Or even ask why.
There will always be
More questions than answers
As we try and connect the dots
The best, that we can.
We look for smoking guns
But that no longer matters
In a world off it’s axis
Illogical, hateful,
And murderously insane.
We will know in the end
All it was, that we missed
But by then, it won’t matter
And we won’t care.
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